Lin Xuan's every move fully expresses the word "pride", but You Longsheng was not angry when he saw it. Instead, he calmed down and looked at Lin Xuan's actions intently, for fear of missing a little.

After all, You Longsheng is from a famous family and has a wide range of knowledge. Lin Xuan's movements are loose, but every move is natural and there is no flaw. From the time he got off the bed to now, You Longsheng has not found any chance to draw his sword.

Lin Xuan took out the Butterfly Flower and chuckled, "You can take action first. If you can force me to draw the sword, even if you win, you can take it away."

As soon as this said, You Longsheng could no longer bear it and stabbed Lin Xuan's left shoulder with a sword. The sword was as fast as lightning, and the sword edge shook slightly. It seemed that he could not grasp the sword, but in fact it had already covered the nine vital points on Lin Xuan's body.

Lin Xuan did not dodge or avoid, slowly lifted Butterfly Flower. Before the knife was unsheathed, it was just an ordinary move. You Longsheng screamed in shock, and hurriedly changed his move, slashing towards Lin Xuan's throat with his backhand.

Lin Xuan was still motionless for most of his body, but he shook his right hand, raised the knife slightly two inches, and tilted five inches to the left. You Longsheng's sword could not come out no matter what.

The move changes are simple, but this sword has been used to the extreme. You Longsheng's true energy is far from being as good as an arm and finger. In a panic, his face turned red, like an angry bull.

"Are you still here? If you don't come, I'll leave. There are four beauties waiting for me."

You Longsheng shouted: "My reputation in Tibetan Jian Villa cannot be destroyed by me."

Lin Xuan smiled and said, "If you have ambition, just by your words, you can get my feet off the ground today. Even if you win, you will give me the golden silk armor with both hands."

This is so condescending and arrogant, but Lin Xuan spoke like this, but everyone was convinced. The people watching the battle were not weak. Someone had seen the trick just now.

Lin Xuan seemed to have just raised his hand, but he had already calculated everything. If You Longsheng did not change his move, before taking action, the vital acupoint would hit the scabbard. With the power of his rush forward, he would be half-dead even if he did not die.

When masters fight, the focus is on observing people's subtleties. "If the enemy has not moved, I will move first, and if the enemy is about to move, I will move." Youlong was born as a son of a famous scholar, so he naturally understood this principle. The advantage of his eyes is also very good for people.

He realized the "mystery" of Lin Xuan's martial arts, and Youlongsheng's sword was as he wanted to use his exquisite sword skills to defend the enemy. Youlongsheng learned from Tianshan Xueyingzi, and his sword skills were light and erratic. In terms of exquisiteness, it was much stronger than the Wuyue sword technique.

However, his opponent is Lin Xuan. In decades, Lin Xuan has practiced Dugu Nine Swords and the positive and negative qualities to the extreme that can be reached. No matter how exquisite the Youlongsheng sword technique is, it still has flaws. No matter how many changes in the moves, it cannot exceed 4,000 types.

You Longsheng quickly passed by a sword, and the sword was sharp and swept the flowers and trees planted in the backyard into remaining flowers. However, Lin Xuan just moved his right hand, forcing him to retreat and change his moves.

While breaking You Longsheng's sword technique, Lin Xuan sarcastically said, "At a young age, it is rare to have such a sword technique, but if you don't know how high the sky is, how many years you can live depends entirely on the sky.

If you have nothing to do, do more good deeds, accumulate some good deeds, and let God give you some time to get married and have children. Otherwise, if you die, wouldn’t Zangjian Villa be the last one? That would be a big mistake.”

While squirting trash in the sword shadows all over the sky, Lin Xuan was still at ease. You Longsheng's little white face was as angry as the same color as the eggplant. His sword technique became faster and faster and his moves became more and more ruthless, but it was still ineffective.

The most taboo thing for warriors to fight is to be upset and irritable. The more anxious You Longsheng is, the more flaws there will be in the swordsmanship, and the easier it will be for Lin Xuan to deal with it.

"I get angry when I say a few words to you. Why are young people nowadays so poor in qi cultivation? It's boring and boring."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Xuan's wrist turned slightly, and the scabbard was spinning backwards, hitting the Shenmen point of Youlongsheng. The Shenmen point was at the end of the auspicious bone behind the palm. Once he was hit, his wrist immediately became sore and weak.

In the horrified eyes of everyone, You Longsheng's love-taking sword fell to the ground with a "clang" sound. You Longsheng's face seemed to have been knocked over by a salt shop. It was so sweet, bitter, spicy and salty, and it was hard for outsiders to understand what it tasted.

"Why didn't you kill me? Why didn't you kill me! You killed me, kill me!"

After all, You Longsheng was young and had never suffered setbacks before. He was humiliated by Lin Xuan so much that he was a little unconscious.

Lin Xuan sneered: "What are you doing to kill you? You let your left arm without being sheathed. Just one move, you will lose. You are worthy of death in my hands!

I want to die, but it’s not easy to die. I picked up the sword and wiped my neck, and hit the stone table over there. There was a well in the backyard, so I just jumped down and it was done.

Before you die, think about your parents’ expectations for you, why you came and why you died, do you want to be a reckless man who acts in a voluntary manner or a swordsman who endures humiliation?

If you don’t want to die, just pick up the sword and go back to seclusion and practice hard. When you practice qi cultivation for ten or eight years, you will no longer be so restless and impatient. Maybe you will be qualified to force me to draw my sword.

I would like to give you a piece of advice, young people can be strong, they must know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, and they cannot practice the third sword from the top, middle and bottom."

Lin Xuan said this with an old-fashioned look, but there was no sense of incongruity. You Longsheng looked at the Love Sword, took a few breaths, and finally calmed down.

You Longsheng said coldly: "If you don't kill me today, I will kill you later."

"I'll wait."

You Longsheng looked at Lin Xuan seriously, turned his head and left. Lin Xuan shouted, "That sword is a good sword, pick it up and take it away."

"Swords are good swords, but people are useless. I can't even hold the sword firmly. Why are you still doing? Lin Xuan, the love-taking sword is left with you. I will come and take it in three years."

Lin Xuan picked up the love-taking sword and sneered: "If you want to do it, hurry up, get out if you don't want to do it. I haven't used a sword for a long time. Today I got a sword, and it just needs blood to open my head."

As soon as these words came out, the mob fled one after another. Lin Xuan returned to the soft collapse and asked the four young men to pinch their shoulders and beat their legs.

He specializes in fish intestines, and Wu Zi seizes love, and people are famous for their swords. The sword is passed down by others. The sword shines, and the energy is rushing to fight the bull.

The Love-Slaying Sword is the sword of Di Wuzi, a generation of swordsman, three hundred years ago.

Di Wuzi loved swords and became crazy, arrogant and peerless. It was not until middle age that he fell in love with a woman.

The two had already had a marriage contract, but the girl secretly dated his friend "Divine Sword" Peng Qiong on the eve of their marriage. Di Wuzi was furious and killed Peng Qiong. From then on, she used the sword as her companion and the sword as her life.

This sword is therefore called "Take Love".

Made of mixed black iron with refined steel, tough and sharp, half a piece worse than Lin Xuan's Butterfly Flower, but it is also a first-class magic weapon.

Unfortunately, the owner of the magic weapon is a dog licking dog and has lost his edge.
Chapter completed!